April 9, 2009
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She stands there very silent;
But never really violent;
Perhaps I never sought after her;
Although I now she is an arbiter.

I know she’ll become a star one day;
But what if she over shadows my car?
She is the pet of all,
And I am left like a sobbing doll.

She knows nothing about her future;
But I know that she is an intelligent creature;
I really pity her for her present;
But I know that it would get her a better present.

I wanted her by my side;
But what if my reputation died?
Then I realized I was dreaming;
And my mother came screaming!

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